Chapter 16
The master loved alcohol very much. Of course, when he was drunk, he often said things that didn’t make sense. Was it the influence of his experiences in another world?
He would curse at the probability of something called a “pickup,” saying it had no mother, while banging on the ceiling and swearing.
He said that Matthew, who stole his friend’s girl, was a bastard, and that you couldn’t trust blondes.
But I could laugh off that kind of drunkenness. Because he was always smiling when he said those things.
But even such a master had times when he spoke in a sad voice.
Just like today.
“One hundred twenty-four… ninety-seven… twenty-one… three hundred twenty-nine… four hundred ninety-four… sixty-six…”
He always recited numbers from one to five hundred like this.
And he always said the same number at the end.
“And finally, two hundred…”
I don’t understand what it means, but I want to understand.
“Master…”
As I laid the master down, I could see his transparent tears flowing down.
“Master… my master… why are you sad? You finally came back to me, didn’t you? You came to where you should have been, but why are you sad? I…”
I want to understand everything about the master. Your joy, anger, desire, pleasure, fear, and sadness.
“Never shed your fluids for anyone but me.”
Don’t bleed for anyone else, I’ll protect you.
Don’t drool over other women, I’m here.
Don’t cry for anyone else, because there’s nothing I can do about it.
“When the master died, many people hated me. It’s true that I killed the master, but I was wronged…”
The master’s colleagues, the crowd that followed him, and his fiancée all poured their hatred onto me.
I definitely committed an unforgivable sin against the master. But I couldn’t understand why they were pouring their hatred onto me.
Do you hurt as much as I do? Do you value the master as much as I do? Are you as miserable as I am?
I thought that the old men who only knew the master from his childhood, the bugs who only knew his achievements, and the prostitute who had bothered the master for 15 years should not be cursing me.
But I pretended to repent and wore a false mask. I knelt down and apologized for killing the master. Even though I didn’t have the slightest desire to apologize to them.
The only person I needed to apologize to was the master.
The half-elf who cherished the master the most said this to me.
“… How long do you plan to shamelessly live after killing that child?”
The master’s fiancée said this to me.
“You killed him and still came to my territory? If your shamelessness is that great, I’d say you’ve reached the level of an art.”
You filthy things. In front of the person who was most saddened… I was the one who wanted to cry the most…
“You guys can just watch with your fingers in your mouth. It was mine from the start.”
So I’m not going to let you have it.
I lay down next to the master and looked at his face. The familiar and beloved face that I had longed for.
When I touched his warm cheek, his warmth was transmitted to me.
“Good night.”
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I’m glad it was just sleeping next to me. When I saw Iris sleeping next to me, my lifespan decreased in real-time.
“Don’t sleep next to me again. It’s not right for a girl to do that.”
“But it’s a chance to sleep next to such a beautiful girl… even if you had to give up your country, you wouldn’t get such an opportunity, right? Why don’t you be a little happier?”
“How many times do I have to tell you that Iris’s mouth is an organ that speaks, not an organ that poops?”
“But the master was crying in his sleep, wasn’t he? He kept reciting strange numbers… did he have a dream about losing a bet or something?”
“Iris… let’s pretend You didn’t hear that.”
“What?”
“… You know, right?”
Damn, it seems that old memories came to mind without me realizing it. I thought I had forgotten, but it seems that I can’t forget it no matter what.
Camellia brought out a stew that she had cooked with plenty of tomatoes and vegetables.
“You should eat this and try to get your mind straight, Werner.”
It was a stew that was a little salty, but still edible.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten your cooking, sis.”
“Yeah, you always ate well, no matter what was served.”
“Well, back then, I wasn’t in a position to be picky about what I ate.”
Werner said that when he was a child, he used to drink from the sewers and eat rats, so any food that was served felt like a feast.
Well, from my personal experience, even if you grow up eating terrible food, good food is still good, and bad food is still bad no matter what you do.
“Now that I think about it, your cooking was like heaven compared to other people’s. There were many people who just threw everything in a pot and boiled it.”
“The other colleagues would be angry if they heard that.”
“Let them be angry, I’m not afraid of them anymore.”
“You definitely said something like that 15 years ago and got beaten up by the leader, didn’t you?”
That’s a dark history. When Werner was around 14 years old, he had an early case of chuunibyou and developed all sorts of magic, giving them bizarre names. He was very embarrassed about it later.
Later, he challenged the parents who were taking care of him, and when he said that even his older brothers and sisters couldn’t beat him, he was defeated.
“At that time, the magic you developed was definitely powerful.”
“Sis, please…”
Then Iris spoke up.
“I’m curious! About the master’s childhood!”
“Iris… there are things in this world that you have to know, and things that you shouldn’t know.”
“So this is the former!”
It’s the latter, damn it. Why am I being mocked for someone else’s dark history that I didn’t even do?
“It’s been 15 years, and you probably don’t remember it properly…”
Camellia shook her head.
“No, it was a duel between you and the leader, so I remember it clearly.”
Damn it, elves’ intelligence is fed to elves. That’s why they’re called elves, because they’re smart.
“When the bell rang to signal the start of the duel, you definitely chanted this spell…”
Damn…
“Wind that tears evil to shreds! Blow here and now, obey my command! My right hand, the gentle wind that upholds justice! My left hand, the fierce wind that destroys evil! Storm’s Wing!!!”
Damn…
Iris was desperately holding back her laughter, and Camellia didn’t stop imitating Werner from back then.
“Crimson flame that burns evil! It’s dinner time! Become the hellish flames of industry and devour my enemies! Inferno Flame Fist!”
Werner, you bastard, why did you name your techniques like that when you were 14 years old…
Iris couldn’t hold it in anymore, and a sound like “Pupupup” burst out.
I’m sure there was a sticker for that line too.
“Lightning that strikes from the heavens! Become the spear of justice that destroys my enemies and breaks the chain of evil right now! Lightning Lance of Justice!”
The incantation is damn long, but why do you have to name your techniques!
Iris was now trembling.
“And the last one was the highlight.”
“Sis, please…”
I have a feeling I know what it is.
“Darkness that devours evil! Appear here and now! And guide my foolish enemies who don’t know their place to the end of the abyss! Abyssal Guide of Darkness!”
Damn it, it finally came out. It’s the fourth most memorable line chosen by the fans.
The bastards who chose it are bastards, and the chuunibyou version of Werner who shouted those lines and brought shame to me now is also a bastard.
The community’s reaction was probably…
Title: How much of a dark history is Werner’s chuunibyou period?
Reply: According to his own words, if he could time travel, he would beat up his younger self.
Reply: Imagine if you were shouting “Heavenly Demon Annihilating Fist! Heavenly Demon Thousand-Strike Kick!” at school when you were in middle school.
Reply: (Wernercon shouting “Abyssal Guide of Darkness!”)
Reply: He suffered for that his whole life.
Reply: The Mage Association even published a book with those lines preserved in it.
Title: Why did chuunibyou Werner have such technique names?
Reply: At that age and skill level, you’d want to give them names like that too, lol.
Reply: The funny thing is that they’re ridiculously powerful, lol.
Reply: Abyssal Guide of Darkness is amazing!!!
Reply: In the official novel, his finishing move is Great Wing of Hellflame and Eternal Darkness, lol.
Reply: Lololololololol
Title: If Werner was a healer…
Comment: Would he have shouted, “Angel of Healing! Descend through my arm and show the miracle of saving all people! Great Healing Beam!”?
Reply: You’re a Werner fanboy.
Reply: The moderator has finally gone crazy.
Reply: If Werner sees this, he’ll use Abyssal Guide of Darkness on you.
Reply: You’re worse, you bastard.
Iris couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.
“Hahaha! Master, did you really say that back then? Abyssal Guide of Darkness!”
Hearing this, I stood up.
“Master, are you upset? Where are you going?”
Holding onto the doorknob, I replied,
“Yes, I’m going to commit suicide.”
Let’s add a suicide regret tag, damn it.
And Werner at 14 years old was a bastard.